Everything I want.”
“Now. All of it.”
He dove for the saturated flesh between her thighs, latching on with a greed that tore through her. His tongue fucked her spasming pussy hard and fast, his head angling to get deeper. His thumb thrust in and out of her rear, the dual shallow penetration making her mindless.
She begged as he’d demanded her to, pleaded with him to finish her, to make her come before she broke from the strain…
The moment his lips surrounded her clit, the climax hit her hard, bowing her back and blackening her vision. She cried out as he sucked her, drawing on her with rapid measured pulls. The orgasm barreled through her senses, building and building until she thought she might lose consciousness. Then it ebbed, taking her breath and energy with it. She melted into the bed, barely aware of the gentleness with which he lowered her.
“Darcy.”
Her breathing rasped in the semidarkness of the bedroom. She struggled to open her eyes, finding Jared kneeling between them, pushing his boxer briefs down to free his raging cock. His balls were hard and full, drawn up close to the base of his heavily veined shaft. The wide crest was purpled by the need to expend the semen dribbling from the tip and he fisted it with a harsh curse.
As he had in the shower, he rolled his scrotum in one hand and jacked himself off with the other.
She watched with a dry mouth as he stroked his cock with abrutality that pounded through her blood. It was a primitive demonstration of how wild she made him, soothing her with the proof that he was as lust crazed as she was.
Pinching and tugging on her nipples, she urged him on. “I’m imagining you in me—how deep you get, how thick you are just before you come. You fill me so full the pleasure is almost pain. I don’t know how I’ll bear it when you take my ass, but I know I’ll love it. I’ll—”
“Fuck.”
Semen exploded from him in a scorching stream across her torso. His fist flew, pumping the creamy fluid up the shaft to spurt over her nipples, coating her skin with the evidence of his virility. He came long and hard, cursing as his powerful body was wracked by wrenching shudders.
But when he finished, he was still hard, and the gleam in his eye was as rapacious as she’d come to expect.
The blaring of her alarm was jolting, kicking her racing heartbeat into overdrive. Reaching down, Jared caught her by the nape of her neck and lifted her to his mouth. He kissed her hard and swift, his free hand kneading his cum into her breasts.
“Saved by the bell,” he said roughly.
Darcy spoke with her lips against his. “Later. We’ll finish this later.”
“I’m counting the seconds.”
DARCY SET COFFEE to brewing while Jared showered, then turned her attention to the files on the arsons that lay on the dining room table. At some point during the night, he must have gone out to her car to retrieve them. She wondered what conclusions he’d drawn, if any, and if he had any theories or questions she might help him with.
The shower turned off, leaving a sudden void as the noisy pipes quieted. In the ensuing silence, she could almost hear her bodyhumming. She felt strangely energized and exhausted, content and apprehensive. In less than a day, Jared had found a loose thread in her life and he was slowly pulling it, unraveling her at the seams. She didn’t see how she would be able to continue the searingly intimate sexual exploration they were engaging in without becoming attached to it.
Already she craved him. Picturing an addiction to him wasn’t that big of a leap.
“I’d kill to have some of that coffee I smell,” he said, entering the kitchen with damp hair and nothing but his jeans on.
She drank him in, resisting the urge to run her fingers through the light dusting of hair on his chest. Truth be told, she couldn’t stop her mind from imagining her tongue tracing the line of his happy trail from his navel to his cock below. Her mouth watered
“Now. All of it.”
He dove for the saturated flesh between her thighs, latching on with a greed that tore through her. His tongue fucked her spasming pussy hard and fast, his head angling to get deeper. His thumb thrust in and out of her rear, the dual shallow penetration making her mindless.
She begged as he’d demanded her to, pleaded with him to finish her, to make her come before she broke from the strain…
The moment his lips surrounded her clit, the climax hit her hard, bowing her back and blackening her vision. She cried out as he sucked her, drawing on her with rapid measured pulls. The orgasm barreled through her senses, building and building until she thought she might lose consciousness. Then it ebbed, taking her breath and energy with it. She melted into the bed, barely aware of the gentleness with which he lowered her.
“Darcy.”
Her breathing rasped in the semidarkness of the bedroom. She struggled to open her eyes, finding Jared kneeling between them, pushing his boxer briefs down to free his raging cock. His balls were hard and full, drawn up close to the base of his heavily veined shaft. The wide crest was purpled by the need to expend the semen dribbling from the tip and he fisted it with a harsh curse.
As he had in the shower, he rolled his scrotum in one hand and jacked himself off with the other.
She watched with a dry mouth as he stroked his cock with abrutality that pounded through her blood. It was a primitive demonstration of how wild she made him, soothing her with the proof that he was as lust crazed as she was.
Pinching and tugging on her nipples, she urged him on. “I’m imagining you in me—how deep you get, how thick you are just before you come. You fill me so full the pleasure is almost pain. I don’t know how I’ll bear it when you take my ass, but I know I’ll love it. I’ll—”
“Fuck.”
Semen exploded from him in a scorching stream across her torso. His fist flew, pumping the creamy fluid up the shaft to spurt over her nipples, coating her skin with the evidence of his virility. He came long and hard, cursing as his powerful body was wracked by wrenching shudders.
But when he finished, he was still hard, and the gleam in his eye was as rapacious as she’d come to expect.
The blaring of her alarm was jolting, kicking her racing heartbeat into overdrive. Reaching down, Jared caught her by the nape of her neck and lifted her to his mouth. He kissed her hard and swift, his free hand kneading his cum into her breasts.
“Saved by the bell,” he said roughly.
Darcy spoke with her lips against his. “Later. We’ll finish this later.”
“I’m counting the seconds.”
DARCY SET COFFEE to brewing while Jared showered, then turned her attention to the files on the arsons that lay on the dining room table. At some point during the night, he must have gone out to her car to retrieve them. She wondered what conclusions he’d drawn, if any, and if he had any theories or questions she might help him with.
The shower turned off, leaving a sudden void as the noisy pipes quieted. In the ensuing silence, she could almost hear her bodyhumming. She felt strangely energized and exhausted, content and apprehensive. In less than a day, Jared had found a loose thread in her life and he was slowly pulling it, unraveling her at the seams. She didn’t see how she would be able to continue the searingly intimate sexual exploration they were engaging in without becoming attached to it.
Already she craved him. Picturing an addiction to him wasn’t that big of a leap.
“I’d kill to have some of that coffee I smell,” he said, entering the kitchen with damp hair and nothing but his jeans on.
She drank him in, resisting the urge to run her fingers through the light dusting of hair on his chest. Truth be told, she couldn’t stop her mind from imagining her tongue tracing the line of his happy trail from his navel to his cock below. Her mouth watered
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